Postscript

Almost daylong sessions for the Women's Week celebrations, mostly listening. As for our speeches, I think they went well. Defying the expectations, there were 20 girls listening to us and though the topic was the same, all four of us talked of different things, though none of us was sure if it was any 'success story'. I'm sure I was the most nervous of the lot. But it was nice. I was really proud of the way A presented her bit - I don't think I'll ever have that clarity of thought. On her part, A said my speech shook her from inside but I couldn't imagine why.

I spoke to PM and asked him to sort out his personal problems instead of spending time in the office night and day. He seized the opportunity to tell me that he was the most envied person in Chennai office because he enjoyed life the most and never let a worry nag him, especially if there was nothing he could do about it. It seems he was separated from his family as a child on account of studies and while he cried then, he also learnt to handle his troubles on his own. Unfortunately he went on to call me one of the best bosses he had had, with the result that I'm inclined to interact a little less with him after that. Not prejudiced either way, but feeling a little awkward.

It rained yesterday. And the wind was so forceful that the trees were almost forced to shed whatever little leaves they had. The roads looked like someone had burst crackers on them.